Olives

11. Sabrina

" morning.... 

The morning greeting arga is like the last wind for brandon and olive. Instead of answering or throwing a crisp guyonan that is usually done. In fact, they were compact silent staring at the new figure beside the arga.

A very beautiful female figure with long straight hair, a sharp nose and a blaster face with clean white skin and a soft smile that looks harmonious with arga.

There was something different that olive felt when looking at the arga that was tightly hugging the waist of the woman beside her. Olive's own taste doesn't know what it is. There was a tightness and pain that he felt at this time, as if afraid of losing the figure of the arga who had been beside him.

"who? " ask brandon who stopped chewing corn chips in his hand since he saw arga with a new figure coming toward those who were sitting under a tree in front of the school.

" knowin, this is sabrina. "there is a pause in the sentence at last. "my girlfriend. "said arga finish his sentence.

Silence, until finally brandon congratulated and introduced himself to sabrina.

" widih, she's already a boyfriend. My disappointment, btw, congratulations to you both so that the relationship is lasting and lasting. I know Brandon, a friend and arch-enemy of Arga. "said brandon memgnalkan himself while thrusting his hand and immediately accepted by sabrina.

This brandon somplaknya has come out again seems, the courtship period is still designed samawa.

Olive was still unmoved dissolved in her branched mind, root cake. Hehe.

His consciousness had only recovered, when his arm was nudged a little strongly by Brandon.

" why? " ask olive

"What's?  Wh why? This guy standing here from earlier didn't move, still why? " brandon grunts in the heart

" it's sabrina's boyfriend arga. "clear brandon is full of emphasis in every word.

" oh, yeah. Congratulations, for you both. I olive her best friend they both. "said olive trying to normalize her voice so as not to sound raucous.

" yes. Thank you for your words, "said Sabrina with a gentle smile that continued on her beautiful face.

" what class are you ? how come I just saw" asked brandon to let out his curiosity.

" sabrina is a transfer student from Jakarta, she's the son of her dekette mom. Well, because her parents were transferred here. So he moved as well. "clearly arga while guiding sabrina to sit beside the olive who had just an awkward smile.

"have you known him for a long time? " ask olive with her flat face

" already dong liv, if you just know the time has just been so. Keep you guys know, why I always reject the pretty girls who shoot me. "

" because of sabrina? "

" yep, 100 for lo liv's answer. "

Sabrina was the topic of their conversation, just a happy smile to hear all the honest words of Arga.

Hearing the arga's answer made Olive take as much air as possible and exhale the lingering, to eliminate the tightness in her heart.

" our same class?  " ask brandon on arga

" that is, "answer a brief arga.

***

In class

" arga. "call sabrina to approach arga who was chatting with olive who was sitting behind him.

"yes, why rin?  "

Arga grabbed sabrina's hand and looked at her gently.

" maybe, if I sit here. "pinta sabrina pointed to the bench occupied by olive.

Arga linked his eyebrows in surprise at Sabrina's request.

" why? "

" i'm not too close to Brandon. So, it's a little awkward.  I'm sitting here well, let deket be with you. "sabrina reasoned.

Arga looked to olive for approval.

" yeah no papa, let me sit there. "said olive took his bag and walked to the table behind the bench brandon.

" thank you liv. " said Arga while smiling warmly.

Olive simply smiled in response to "yes" to Brandon's thanks. Then chat with brandon who was staring at him.

" ga...

" it seems that the olives do not like it, just like me. " whispered sabrina slowly, afraid that the olives heard their conversation.

Arga shook his head and then clasped Sabrina's hand convincingly"maybe she doesn't like you, olive's a good guy. You haven't known him for a long time, he's a really cool guy even if you're invited to talk."

" maybe what you said earlier is true. "sabrina said back to Arga's grasp.

2 Hours later

The break bell has been ringing melodiously all over the school. The students again ran free, like birds coming out of their nests. The originally quiet field, in the blink of an eye was already filled with students who were looking at the ongoing basketball game class XI language and ipa.

The screams of the girls alay sound encouraging to their respective champions. The chelidears seemed to show off with their compact dance. The guys who are vibrating the basketball with sweat that soaks his body add many times their fondness.

Big banners with the name of arga and brandon are unfurled by girls with thick make up, yel-yel alay that they shout no less frenzied with the cries of other supporters.

Until finally the game ended with the victory of the team and friends and welcomed happily by the women. The cheers of victory and boisterous applause echoed carried by the noon breeze.

Two women from different directions walked in one direction carrying the same drinks and objects.

" region...  Call olive and sabrina together.

" for you. "

Sabrina thrust a cold, threaded drink and a small gray towel at Agra.

" gracefully." arga kissed sabrina cheek quickly "know I was thirsty again. "he continued then sipped the drink given savriana until it ran out.

" as sick as this is god. "bathin olive in a heart that desperately held back his tears so as not to spill over in front of them.

Olive turned her body around looking for brandon.  Brandon's smile immediately greeted him when their gazes met.

" for you, orange-flavored cold drink."

Olive gave one bottle of brandon's favorite drink and a small haduk to her best friend.

" thank you, " said Brandon scrambling slowly to the top of the olive head.

"sama-sama." replied olive with her trademark wide smile.

" have an arga? "  ask brandon when he sees a drink in the hands of the olive

" yes, it wasn't now. "

" what about me? "

" you want?  Don't you like it? "

All this time the olive know, that brandon does not like a revolving drink like arga.

" yes, I don't like it, if it's just one, it wants a lot" Brandon replied, taking over the bottle from olive's hand.

" ye, you mah base. It hasn't changed since. "said olive squeezed brandon's nose.

"liv, barandon...  Arga's screams made them simultaneously turn their heads to the resounding sound.

A distance of about 2 meters from their place, it can be seen clearly that now the middle arga is holding the hand of sabrina.

" i was with Sabrina first. " cried arga then left them.

" lo laper no? " ask brandon to olive who's bowing her head.

Olive nodded quickly at brandon's question" laper. "

" yuk canteen, hunt the bell. " invite brandon to hold olive's hand.

Instead of following the olive even remain standing in place .

"why? "

" sniff. "

" want me to carry? " tawas brandon and immediately embraced head by olive

Brandon lowered his body slightly crouched down to make it easier for olive to climb up to his side.

This was not their first time, so all the disciples there were no longer astonished by it.  And for those who like brandon are only able to pray to god may be able to feel the same as olive today.

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